what are we running from....
what are we running towards.....
or are we just.... Running?

It’s ironic how false ideas of morality drag us down to a level where we forget the basics like honesty, compassion and fail to empathize with another person on a human level…

आज माझे डोळे जरा वेगळेच दिसताएत...

आरसा तर तोच आहे कदाचीत...

सोनेरी किनारीचा उभट गोल...

आरसा आणि ओळखीचा तसा काही संबंध नव्हेच म्हणा...

गुणधर्मच असतो आरश्याचा तो...

जवळ येताना साफ़ होत जाणारं चित्र...

पण अंतर अगदीच संपलं तर विस्कंटून जातं मात्र...

डोळ्यावर वारंवार पाणी मारलं हो...

पण पटंतच नाहिए ओळख...

काजळ लावायचं राहुन गेला असेल कदाचीत...

पण आठवणींच्या ज्योतीलगत निरंतर जळणारी काजळी होतीच की...

असो.... होतं म्हणे असं कधी कधी...

होतही असेल...

आकाशातले पक्षी नाही.. पण पायाखालंची जमिन बघुनंही

चालावं लागतच बरयाचदा...

चालायचंय...

ओळखीचं काय आहे... पटेल कधीतरी...

डोळे मिटल्यावर बहुदा...

नभातील तारयांचा प्रकाश
मनात सामावून घेतला...

दुर जरी असंला तरी
प्रत्येक तारा ओळखीचा वाटला...

बरंच काही निसटून गेलंय
तूटणारया तारयाप्रमाणे...

पण अजुनही आभाळ भरलय तारयांनी...
अजुनही उरलय खरे जिणे....

(Written in 2006)

नसलेलही वाटतं असल्यासारखं...
मनात खोलवर दाटल्यासारखं...
वाटांपल्याड लोटल्यासारखं...
शिस्तीबाहेरचं सगळं....

As a random discharge of instinct I checked the dictionary meaning of the word ‘Destiny’. It defined it as the ultimate agency that predetermines the course of events. While I closed the window and moved on to my next task, I couldn’t help but wonder is that so? And if it is, why do we always fail to realize its role unless in retrospect. Any form of fiction may it be movies or books, somehow represent a world of destined realities and moments of serendipity. And if we ideally assume that fiction is an offshoot of reality, why in reality, we always need a validation for our beliefs? There comes the question of belief without evidence. In today’s day and world the everyday insecurity has made us so desperate to find answers to questions, reasons for problems and evidences for beliefs that whatever fails to fit into our logical reasoning, we immediately eliminate. If logic and proof is this important then why is the concept of God still alive? Centuries have lived with it and billions and trillions in fact uncountable number of people have lived and died with the same belief. Were they wrong for believing so? Or is it that sometimes more than documented facts and captured truth, the indications of your very own senses feel so much real and close to your being.